True story of "Pig sooie" and arky

[ZeroSumGame]

NOT IN BASKETBALL!  That is what the state of Kansas is known for.  

Look! don't put words in my mouth!  I never said there was a thing wrong with farmin!  I think this country needs more of it not less!  

That is the problem.   We don't produce anything.  The farming comment is a compliment not an insult.  

Jack

I bet his pappy gets lots of agri-subsidies and price supports from the big Federal Gubbmint.
You know, what everyone else calls "welfare."

What's really precious is how he thinks $200K is a lot of money and that Kansas State University
magically injected natural gas or crude oil under his pappy's farm land.

Magical thinking...another hallmark of the personality defective and anyone who believes Kansas
State will win the Cotton Bowl.

Farming is another reason so many of our alumni are rich as a matter of fact.  This year the oil companies went around all over southern Kansas leasing up farm ground for the right to drill.  So my dad leased all of his ground for three years at $250 per acre, thus he got a windfall of $240,000 this year he wasn't even counting on.  And I highly doubt they will ever even drill on our land.  Yeah, life is good if you went to KSU.

 

Yessir, them dumbass oil people are just another in that long list of people who got bested by ole KSU.  I admit there's not too much to be humble about, yet you fellers shy away from braggin, it's truly remarkable.  Most 2nd fiddle schools run around thumpin their chests, demanding the world to look at them, but not KSU.  Just another reason I'm now part of the evermanavildcat.  

[Dugout DickStone]

The gentleman who details my weekend Land Rover is a proud Arky business school alum and President of the local Alumni Assoc.  I asked him about this "pig sooie" call and he told me the whole story.

He told me that the pig call is part of the ethos of all Arkansas fans.  It is ingrained in their psyche and DNA.   He explained that Arkansas fans and alumni are much more "pigs" than "Razorbacks."  They have much more in common with the barnyard swine than the feral hog on the helmet.  The food you throw away?  Like a pig, they will root in the trash for it.  Likewise with the car you won't drive, the job you won't take or the home you won't live in.  An Arky fan will crawl through the mud for those.  Happily and with pride.  This gentlemen will root around under my truck to scrub the skid plate with a tooth brush for an extra dollar.  He doesn't give a crap if it is muddy or I parked over a pile of dog flop.  He will rummage through my ash tray for a butt from my Cuban cigar so he can light it up on a special occasion.  He puts hard work FAR ahead of his pride or dignity and I salute him!

So it seems the call is very real and a source of pride.  I say hats off to the industrious pigaggy fan and their "never say never" attitude.

Incidentally, I flipped my detail guy an extra $50 for the info and he lit up like pig that just found an apple core covered in flies.

Then you woke up from a long nap on the pleather sofa in your single wide mobile home and remembered that you'd forgotten to change the water in your wife's dish.
When you jumped up from the fine furniture, alas, you'd sprouted wood and pitched a tent dreaming of a car you'll never have, money you'll never earn, and a Cotton
Bowl win for a team whose school you didn't attend.

It never hurts to dream big, Stumpy.

What sucks is waking up.

Why do you hate those more successful than you?  You should try to make yourself better instead of dragging others down.

Are all pigaggies like this?

[Malberry Squeezins]

I'm finally starting to get this board.  Little man syndrome, you're a 2nd rate program in a 2nd rate state, and while you've had a pretty decent little run in both football and basketball,  nobody gives a s.hit.  I've never seen anything like it, the cry for relevance is astounding, and your running around making claims of wealth and riches merely solidifies my theory.  If Napoleon showed up you frikers would go down faster than Liberace in a San Fransisco bath house.

[We Are Better Than You]

I'm finally starting to get this board.  Little man syndrome, you're a 2nd rate program in a 2nd rate state, and while you've had a pretty decent little run in both football and basketball,  nobody gives a s.hit.  I've never seen anything like it, the cry for relevance is astounding, and your running around making claims of wealth and riches merely solidifies my theory.  If Napoleon showed up you frikers would go down faster than Liberace in a San Fransisco bath house.

BOOM!! AWWWW SNAP!!!

[pondwater jack]

The gentleman who details my weekend Land Rover is a proud Arky business school alum and President of the local Alumni Assoc.  I asked him about this "pig sooie" call and he told me the whole story.

He told me that the pig call is part of the ethos of all Arkansas fans.  It is ingrained in their psyche and DNA.   He explained that Arkansas fans and alumni are much more "pigs" than "Razorbacks."  They have much more in common with the barnyard swine than the feral hog on the helmet.  The food you throw away?  Like a pig, they will root in the trash for it.  Likewise with the car you won't drive, the job you won't take or the home you won't live in.  An Arky fan will crawl through the mud for those.  Happily and with pride.  This gentlemen will root around under my truck to scrub the skid plate with a tooth brush for an extra dollar.  He doesn't give a crap if it is muddy or I parked over a pile of dog flop.  He will rummage through my ash tray for a butt from my Cuban cigar so he can light it up on a special occasion.  He puts hard work FAR ahead of his pride or dignity and I salute him!

So it seems the call is very real and a source of pride.  I say hats off to the industrious pigaggy fan and their "never say never" attitude.

Incidentally, I flipped my detail guy an extra $50 for the info and he lit up like pig that just found an apple core covered in flies.

Then you woke up from a long nap on the pleather sofa in your single wide mobile home and remembered that you'd forgotten to change the water in your wife's dish.
When you jumped up from the fine furniture, alas, you'd sprouted wood and pitched a tent dreaming of a car you'll never have, money you'll never earn, and a Cotton
Bowl win for a team whose school you didn't attend.

It never hurts to dream big, Stumpy.

What sucks is waking up.

ouch!

[FranklyFrankYou]

Jesus you guys are just awful at this.

[unleashthemob]

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Incidentally, I flipped my detail guy an extra $50   ....

actually the tip was for arky's woman's, she swallowed very nicely!

Did he get that stain out the back seat for ya?  Didn't have time to put a helmet on that soldier but it's your own damn fault for coming home for lunch on Tuesday.  It's nice to see some of you guys know how to treat your womens, some of these yayhoos could take a tip from ole Keiths and let the little women drive the nice car, first time I've been in a Grand Marquee, might be the smoothest ride I ever had, and the car drove nice too.  And spinners on that baby is a sweet sweet touch Keiths.  

I actually think you are serious.  Obviously, you don't know that rich/good looking KSU fans continually divorce their wives for younger hotter ones and I dropped mine months ago so I gues you are hitting my leftovers.  I guess the story is true, pigaggie fan will literally take anything we throw away.

hat's off to you my industrious little friend!  

Anyone claiming to be rich and good lookin on the internets must be rich and good lookin.  I gotta hand it to ya, the X Ms. Stone ain't just yur ever day run of the mill blackass that you catch in the lake and throw back in.   And that new girl your runnin with, that little knot in her throat makes me nervous.  Just sayin.